europapete

WackyRacer, I think you are single handedly keeping the hobby industry in buisness 

Resistance is futile... 
 
At least this is how I'm trying to justify how I can be weak... 

Interesting Mike. Never tried that. When I am practicing for soaring flight in the club ASK-21 or Duo Discus I use the Condor flight sim which is specific for gliders and I don’t use screens: I use VR goggles and it totally changes one’s whole experience. One can lose far too much time doing that: (04:00 thirsty as hell, desperately needing a pee saying “just one more landing…”) 
Now then Mr Legge, I didn’t realize were playing a game of ‘how many ways can we circumvent my completely made-up rules’ so now you have me thinking again… I can’t hold back the tide now can I? 
 
Kind regards,
Paul

Well, Paul didn't say how many times you could answer. Just 3 per answer....... 
 
Lancaster ( low, over a lake) 
Spitfire     ( do-able, they have 2 seaters now)
Tiger Moth.   ( Done it  )

Well, Paul didn't say how many times you could answer. Just 3 per answer....... 
 
Lancaster ( low, over a lake) 
Spitfire     ( do-able, they have 2 seaters now)
Tiger Moth.   ( Done it  )

Hopefully when large 3d printed parts are broken in two parts the break is generally "clean". This means that with some extra thin CA glue the repair is often invisible without need for putty and sanding. However, we are not always that lucky! I just got a badly packaged 3d printed resin part that has exploded in more than a dozen of tiny pieces ...

That is a really nice looking kit. Well done.

I’m thinking of a broad spectrum of experiences:
 
Spad XXIII
 
Ta-152 H
 
SR-71
 
Imagine strolling on a tarmac deciding which one you fell like flying today!
Should these be somehow unserviceable that day, here’s my plan B (one has to plan for that, no?):
 
Se 5a
 
Hawker Tempest
 
MiG-25
 

Well, Paul didn't say how many times you could answer. Just 3 per answer....... 
 
Lancaster ( low, over a lake) 
Spitfire     ( do-able, they have 2 seaters now)
Tiger Moth.   ( Done it  )

3x 1/32  Albatros D5/ 5a
2x 1/32 Gloster Gladiator
2x 1/32 Gloster Gauntlet ( 1 to be converted to  Grebe)
2x Kotare Spitfire (1 mid, 1 early)
Complete Fokker Eindekker series from WNW
2x DH2 WNW ( plus 1 more Roden, which is used as a paint mule)
6x 1/32 Hawker Hart/Demons, to be made into the family series.
3x 1/32 Zeppelin Staaken R6 ( just starting to scratch build 1 complete and 2x parts/compontants sets)
Hhmmmm......wonder how many years I have left? 
Oh yes, 2x 1/48 SR71. One commission build and one for my wife. ( technically not an LSP, but at 2' long, it's pretty big)

Happy Bithday Mike May the Gods of Plastic bare down bringing gifts

Three???   Hmmmm....
 
Spitfire
Hurricane
Macchi C-202
FW-190
Piper Aerostar 600
 
Cheers,
Michael
 
PS.  Sorry.  Got a bit carried away after realising that five was right out, so I went back to three.
 

Happy Bithday Mike May the Gods of Plastic bare down bringing gifts

I picked the Jungmeister, the Bearcat and the Turbo Commander because I could actually fly any of the three and not kill myself.  The Jungmeister is regarded by some as the acme of traditional small bipes for its fine handling qualities, while the Bearcat is reported to be relatively easy to fly - considering what it is - and looks like it is about to explode and kick somebody’s ass even when tied down three ways to Sunday.  The Commander has wonderful lines and would take me anywhere on the planet in style and comfort at a decent speed.  So we’re talking fun, testosterone, and practicality.
 
 

Too many, but 3?
Bristol Boxkite
DH2
Snipe

1 of each boxing of the WNW Camel, so that makes 5 of those. I've got 2 of a few other Wingnuts kits, but the Camel reigns supreme in the stash
 
 
 
Matt 

Hey Max, Paul's question didn't have 'again' in it..  

Yep, a hundred thumbs up for them! 
I have bought many WW1 parts for my WNW kits and ALWAYS been really happy with the product and service. 
Check them out, you will be glad you did. 
Regards, Pete in RI

Ah, Crap. This is embarrasing. 20/20.
My excuse is that I am reserching Barlow's Type 464 for my 1/32 Border Models kit and I have a piece of his aircraft. I hope that it will be accurate.

Yep, a hundred thumbs up for them! 
I have bought many WW1 parts for my WNW kits and ALWAYS been really happy with the product and service. 
Check them out, you will be glad you did. 
Regards, Pete in RI

WNW Fokker DVII in different boxings - I think two of every boxing they did of it? I really bought into the "limited run" nature that they had said initially on their kits. At least I have built two of them and two more underway lol....

As my sainted wife often sez, do not get me started.

As big as I dared.  After a certain size, the airplane lost its famous Piper lines and looked like something Disney would draw.

You should drunk post more often.  What could go wrong?  

My wife and I just got back from seeing a specialist and are giddy after learning that the scare was no scare at all.  All is well, so we celebrated with my famous chicken soup known for its magical restorative powers and a bottle of organic Pinot noir.  The soup was grand but the wine would have been better left in the bilges of the wine boat.  No matter the label, wine often leaves me waxing eloquent.  So I will share a true “There I was” story with which hardly any of you can relate.  Maybe not even Pete.  Once upon a time I was a young USAF officer on a major base down south that played host to flying units from all the services save the Coast Guard.  There were F-15s, A-7s, OV-10s and OV-1s, C-130s, etc based there.  All but the C-130s did their best to out do each in the break at mid field.  Of course, the F-15s won but the A-7s held their own, while the rest were mostly pitiful.  Since I am not rated, I never got to play their reindeer games to prove my prowess.  Later in life after I had retired from the blue suit, I bought a very nice Piper PA-12 and proceeded to fly the hooey out of it nearly every day for seven years.  Now, the PA-12 and I became good friends once it had taught me how to fly and we shared many adventures.  We went where most airplanes don’t, flew at airspeeds slower than most cars, flew formation with a B-17 with a tailwheel problem, took off behind a Dauntless, tried to catch the Goodyear blimp on a cross country flight, hovered over one spot on the globe at 10,000’, etc.  I think you get the idea.  The airplane and I liked each other and got along very well.  One day we were returning from having great fun zipping along down low among the low hills of a neighboring state when I heard on the radio a local group at my home drome called Tiger Flight.  Tiger Flight was several nerdy guys in flight suits who flew Ercoupes (If you don’t know, google Ercoupe and try not to laugh.) painted in orange and black Tiger stripes.  Their stated goal was to introduce teenagers to aviation but they mostly were involved in self admiration.  Their leader took great pride in teaching his pilots formation flying and could be heard over the local freq reporting in, switching to “Tac 2”, shifting left and right, etc - all at less than 100 mph.  I found these wannabees laughable as did others on the field, including a retired USAF fighter pilot who raced a very specialized Lancair at Reno every year.  His airplane was a maintenance nightmare and he was forever blasting about the countryside trying to work out one bug or another.  On this particular day he was up on a check flight when Tiger Flight cruised down the center line of the runway in an echelon right and called for a midfield break.  The Lancair was close enough to see it all and had several disparaging things to say over the radio, ending with, “You want to see a break, watch this.”  At which point he came screaming along at the speed of heat and pulled on the pole until you could actually hear his airplane grit its teeth under the g load.  Tiger Flight went “Oooo!  Ahhhh!” like so many Minions.  Tiger Flight 0; retired Air Force Guy 1,000.  Well.  The PA-12 and I were next in line for a landing and had a quick discussion concerning whether we should or not.  We decided we should so we arrived over the numbers with all the speed we could muster.  I announced our intentions and at midfield, I slammed the stick over and pulled as hard as I dared.  The Cub was feeling its oats that day and surprised me.  Instead of a cheek sagging groaner of a break, we simply pivoted on a wingtip and were headed back in the direction we had just come, directly over the center line where we started. It was all very helicopterish.  The Cub was very proud of itself, but now what??  The radio was dead silent and I had no idea what to do next.  It was all very embarrassing.  We had no choice but to land and taxi past Tiger Flight and the Lancair to my hangar, mortified.  We obviously had no Right Stuff at all.  Tiger Flight tried to think of a witty rejoinder, but being nerdy guys, was limited to fart noises on the radio.  The Lancair guy simply turned his back, disgusted with all of us.  The PA-12 refused to talk to me for at least a week and fouled two plugs on our next flight out of spite.  We eventually got over ourselves but it was an uphill battle.  At least that’s the way it seemed at the time.  No real relevance here or even a moral to this story and maybe not as funny as I first thought but, damn, that was a good bottle of wine.